Our passports and itinerary came this week. We fly out January 11th.
It feels surreal.
And exciting.
And sad.
I haven't had a lot of time to dwell on the people I'm going to miss because I'm too busy thinking out about all the work I still have ahead of me. And about the amount of time my life's going to be turned upside-down during this move (I'm a homebody and I need my own space to stay sane--well, sane as *I* can be, anyway. LOL). And trying not to freak out about all the little nit-noid things that keep coming up (see below) that cost money. And the boys? Well, I'm not even allowing myself to think about how weird it'll be not having them around. There will be plenty time for that adjustment later. When I can cry by myself.
And today my eye doctor told me I have to get glasses because I wear my contacts so much and my eyes need the break from them. Great. There's a big, fat chunk of change I'm excited to spend.
If you don't read this post in a feed, you may have noticed the countdown on the sidebar of the blog. I put it up a couple days ago when we got our itinerary. Now when I see it, two things come to mind: the first is something along the lines of "holy cow, what do you mean there are only 79 days left?! I'm not ready!". The second is something like "gee, the beginning of the end of this craziness is still another 79 days away."
But for all the discombobulation and stress on the horizon, I wouldn't go backward or change it. Once this is behind me and the new normal takes shape, it's going to be amazing. Opportunities like this don't come along every day. And it is experiences like this one that have shaped me into who I am. My cultural understanding, worldview, ideals, as well as the way I conduct my relationships have all been deeply influenced by this gypsy lifestyle I've lived since I was 3.
So this is me, letting go of the things I've held in my grasp for the past (nearly) 6 years in order to embrace the new, mysterious, exciting and slightly scary upcoming chapter of life.
5 comments:
My stomach is turning... :( I know it will be great for you guys. But we just got back here...
Okay, the most disturbing thing to me about this post? You gotta get glasses because you wear your contacts too much?!?! Holy cow! I may be in trouble myself! I've never heard of such a thing. Wow.
And why in the heck are glasses so freakin' expensive anyway? BTW I noticed the ticker the other day...I was like, SERIOUSLY?!?!? It seems so close! :( and :)
Let's see, I joined the email loop I met you on in 97, so how many times have you moved since then? I've moved 4 times in my life, and one of those times was from an upstairs apt. to a downstairs apt. in the same building, so I'm not sure it even counts. I'm so excited for you Eva. I'm moving vicariously through you :-)
Blessings,
Marcia
Marcia, I think I've moved to 2 states since we 'met' but we bought a house in each of those, so it's technically more than that. LOL
Lirpa, because I wear my contacts from wake-up to bedtime, he said I need to give my eyes a break. Apparently 15 hours a day (or more) of contacts puts your eyes at a higher risk for infection. And I don't know WHAT'S UP with the cost of glasses, but $400 is ridiculous.
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